//location:

I forget where, and for some reason didn't bother recording it in my book either. I think it was when I stopped to whip up a quick lunch outside Sea Ranch, Calif.

//time: unsure

//mi: unsure

//from where I write: unsure

Whoooo this California coast is a wild one.

Small climbs but they're continuous. But not even in a rhythmic undulation--it's like, off-beat rolling hills that you can't quite really lock your mind into. Usually with climbs I can do that, but these hills are just annoying.

I'd much rather one behemothly large one + smooth sailing the rest of the day. Leggett was a good day.

Ran into Alban + Jessica on the road again yesterday. Now, with my modified itinerary, were set to arrive in SF the same day, so I'm sure we'll see each other lots over the next three days.

As I ride down the way to Manchester Beach State Park (where I camped last night. not recommended: no showers, no flush toilets, no lights in the bathroom, cantakerous old host), I saw Alban + Jessica's little orange 'WORLD TOUR' flag and immediately recognized them.

They stuck their arms up to wave and a third sprung up alongside. The three all called out my name.

"Yoooo!" and I squinted at the other guy, but didn't recognize him.

"Heyyy," I said, and rolled to a stop. And I looked over to the new guy, "I don't know youuuu."

He introduced himself as Jön, from Canada. He said he was happy to finally meet me after Alban + Jess asked him about me, if he saw me along the way or something. And he said he just met Mike + Raphael along the road, who also asked about me. And earlier in the day, he's met Ignacio (whom I met at Standish-Hickey) and Ignacio asked him about me and how I was doing.

And Jön was just like, WHO IS LILY I DONT KNOW A LILY.

And then I roll up like, yo.

This is why touring is fun.

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And here are some photos from my twentieth day on the road: